Her kidskinne apron without feare or awe
480Of nature; nature hath no gaole, though shee hath law.
XLIX.
First she was silly and knew not what he ment.
That vertue, by his touches, chaft and spent,
Succeeds an itchie warmth, that melts her quite;
She knew not first, nowe cares not what he doth,
485And willing halfe and more, more then halfe 〈loth〉,
She neither puls nor pushes, but outright
Now cries, and now repents; when Tethlemite